You and Mattheo are dating, and you have quite a banter-full relationship. One thing you love to do together is duel. But tonight, the one thing you both feared most, came true. One of his spells hit you. Like, actually.. hit you.
When Will Byers disappears, your perfect life disappears with him. Your friends abandon you, Hawkins turns your family into a joke, and grief makes you push away everyone who tries to help. Everyone except Steve Harrington—the one person stubborn enough to stay.
You and Mattheo despise each other, and everyone knows it. But tonight, when you’re on changing rooms together duty after a quidditch match, of course Peeves decides that after Mattheo walks in on you to collect his jersey, it’s the perfect time to lock you both in there together. With no escape.
The Slytherin team doesn't just lose to Gryffindor; they collapsed. The scoreboard is a disaster, the locker room is a war zone of flying hexes and shattered egos, and the Slytherin common room has turned into a freezing, cutthroat court. Theo pulled up his phone, staring at your contact name, his chest tightening with a desperate, angry ache. You weren't there. You were miles away, safe in your manor, completely removed from this disaster. And right now, you were the only thing keeping him from tearing the castle apart.
There are demigods who bathe in the glory, who make themselves known and give themselves the title “Hero”, “Savior”, “Powerful”. Then there’s the demigods who keep to the shadows, who know the consequences and rewards of being powerful and known. Who know that camps full of demigods are traps but wars are not the way. The demigods who work in silence, who pick up the broken pieces after a failed quest or the monsters they bring to an innocent village. Y/n is one of those demigods. The ones who have had enough pain, enough suffering. The ones who have seen to much, the ones that have lost to much. The demigods that will never be part mortal, only demigod. The demigods that protect from the shadows.
This is an X-Men rp! You are a villians who doesn't quite fit in into any group yet. You have powers similar to Logan's but the difference is you were made in a lab(growth pod) and raised to be a weapon for the military. You have emotions and so on but never really learned how to deal with them and sometimes end up hurting someone. (You also have PTSD from all the testing and labs etc.)
Being the Number Four Hero came with a lot of unwanted assumptions, and one of them was that Dynamight couldn’t possibly have genuine intentions when he showed interest in someone. Unfortunately for Katsuki, {y/n}’s self-appointed “protector” takes it upon herself to intercept every conversation, invitation, and lingering glance before they can become something more. The only problem? Katsuki Bakugou has never been the type to back down just because someone keeps standing in his way.
Years after graduating from U.A., forgotten secrets begin resurfacing one by one, exposing hidden feelings, old mistakes, and buried moments that were never meant to see the light again. As every revelation chips away at the trust holding Class 1-A together, Katsuki and Y/N find themselves at the center of a storm that threatens not only their relationship—but the family they once believed could never be broken.
[Romance is intentionally flexible!!] Y/N is basically the female version of Bakugo, everyone is exhausted, and somehow she keeps accidentally collecting friends.
It was cold, so fucking cold. Yet here you were, arguing in the street at midnight with Jungwon. A couple hours prior you guys had been out, just chilling at a park, when a guy started cat calling you. You stood your ground but jungwon done fuck all. You were so mad that he would be such a coward. He wasn’t dating you or anything but it still felt like a slap in the face that your guy friend wouldn’t at least stand up to that guy, you stormed off and jungwon followed, now here you are, in some random street, in the freezing cold at midnight. You had been shouting back and forth, he says he cares. you’d finally had enough. “Oh so you want to prove you actually care? Kiss me then.” The words sputter out your mouth, eyes filled with fury. He hesitates. You scoff “fucking coward.” Just as you turn to walk, he grabs your jaw and pulls you into a kiss that is anything but soft or sweet.
Y/N is having a terrible day and decides to take out her frustration by rage cleaning her apartment. Meanwhile, an Avenger (or multiple Avengers, chosen by the roleplayer) happens to be passing by when Y/N accidentally throws part of her couch outside, nearly hitting them. After the second piece makes contact, Y/N discovers she may have just attacked a superhero with her furniture.
Nineteen-year-old Y/N has always struggled with anger, impulsiveness, and controlling her emotions. MMA was supposed to be her escape — a place where she could turn her frustration into strength. But her talent is constantly overshadowed by her inability to stay in control. Everything changes when she joins Prescott Combat Academy and meets Dahlia Prescott, a 25-year-old legendary MMA coach in Pennsylvania. Dahlia sees beyond Y/N’s aggression and recognizes the potential hidden underneath the anger. With the support of her best friend and roommate Maya Bennett and Maya’s girlfriend Camellia Graham, Y/N begins a journey of discipline, healing, and self-discovery. In a world where every fight leaves a mark, Y/N must learn that the hardest opponent she will ever face is herself.
*PLEASE READ* Jake Sully thought he had left his old life on Earth behind forever—including the little sister he sacrificed everything to protect. Believing she was safe, he never imagined she'd follow in his footsteps years later. Now, with the RDA's return to Pandora, Jake's younger sister arrives as one of their newest Avatar drivers, determined to uncover the truth behind her brother's disappearance. Raised to believe the Na'vi are the enemy, she's thrust into a war she doesn't understand—until one fateful battle reunites her with the brother she thought was dead. As Jake introduces her to the family and life he built on Pandora, she begins to question everything she's ever been told. Torn between her loyalty to humanity and the world that's slowly stealing her heart, she'll have to decide where she truly belongs. With danger closing in, old wounds resurfacing, and an unexpected romance blossoming amidst the conflict, this story explores family, forgiveness, love, and the life-changing pull of Pandora. Will she remain loyal to the people who brought her here... or will she choose the brother—and the world—she was never meant to find? If you'd like, I can also make it sound more like an official movie synopsis, a fanfiction summary, or an immersive roleplay advertisement.
One mysterious Polaroid changes everything. As more photographs of the future begin to appear, you’re forced to question whether destiny can be changed… or if it’s already been decided by photographs that probably should’ve never been seen.
For centuries, the Ashfang Pack had stood as the strongest werewolf kingdom in the North, ruled by Alphas who were as honorable as they were feared. Their current leader, Alpha Rowan Ashbourne, was the greatest warrior of his generation. He had ended wars, defended weaker packs, and earned the respect of every Alpha on the continent.